User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/A Rewrite of Redwall: Loamhedge/@comment-2246928-20150410161641/@comment-2246928-20150413154431

At the sight of the two fish Grawn grinned, his deep, rough voice heavy with laughter.

"Stap me, that's one way to use your time for the greater good, hahaharr!" The stout badger winked. "Get those arrows out, wouldn't want 'em t' go to waste. I'll get a fire goin'."

Soon, the badgers were able to treat themselves to a hearty breakfast- The two trout lay cooking over Grawn's small, near-smokeless fire. He plopped down next to the fire, pulling one of the fish out from the flames by a thick wooden skewer and biting into its warm, juicy flesh, smiling like a dibbun who had just received his own bag of candied chestnuts as he sighed dreamily, relishing the pleasing taste.